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Song title: Jt Money - Pussy Ass Kid & Hoe Ass Play

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* credited to luke, as it appeared on his album of the aforementioned title

Intro: luke

Yo, its a fucked-up thing! I gotta bring kid n play on this motherfuckin
Album here, two pussy punk-ass niggas - yo, check this out, what ima do
Is ima go get last years rookie of the year, jt money of poison clan,
This years rookie of the year, bustdown - yo, bustdown, kick some of
That west bank shit on these fuck niggas!!

Verse 1: bustdown

Well, Im first up as a rhyme conveyor
Luke records in the house for the payback, player
Kid n play can suck a dick! get me a mic and a 40
And let a real nigga wreck shit
To me youre walking on a tightrope. instead of tryin
To be real, youre steady sweatin them white folks
Keep runnin your big mouth, but if you come to my hood,
Youll get your asshole whipped out!
Then ima play you to the back seat
cause Im runnin more game than a track meet athlete
As if you didnt know, huh, youre dealing
With a west bank dicksman, hoe
But anyway, I got a rhyme to deliver
Get your draws out your ass, quit frontin, my nigga
cause if you dont, well youll keep gettin dissed on
And if I see you at a show and youre slippin, youre gettin pissed on!

Chorus (4x):
[what about kid n play? ]
[wick-wick-wack!]

Verse 2: jt money

Now for starters, with kids I dont play
cause yall some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie niggas anyway
Jt I the house, niggas, check it
Tryin to diss my nigga luke to sell your wack record?
Let me talk about the kid.	i remember
Some ol coochie-nigga shit you did
When we was up in new york
You was followin luke, talkin bout, we gotta talk!
On that mans dick, got your ass wide
Open and youre talkin that bullshit
Both movies, I boo em, cause you had hoes,
But you wasnt stickin pipe to em
Thought they was fantastic. but through the
Whole fuckin movie, kid was gettin his ass kicked
And bout that other nigga play - he needs to
Get dissed cause hes a punk nigga anyway
Be round here kissin hoes, while Im dissin hoes
And stabbin em with fishin poles
You need to try to lay pipe in em
Oh, I forgot - punks dont like women
Now youre tryin to diss somebody
At jack the rapper, you was hangin round lukes parties
Now youre outta gas, with two motherfuckin
Punk-haters on yo ass, jt and bustdown
Now lets see you hoe niggas get tough now
Get the rubbers out your ass, dick-suckers!
...and fuck them pussy motherfuckers.

Chorus

Verse 3: bustdown

Now let me put my boy kid in his place
With them wick-wack rhymes soundin like rob base!
cause if I have to come tag that ass,
Ima max, wax, tax and drag that ass!
I get sharp like a ice pick
Im on a hype tip, holdin mic tight as a vice grip
You couldnt deal with the concept
Im collected and calm, but on the mike Im a bomb threat
So motherfuckers get real
I got a heart like gold and a dick like steel
You wanna diss, punk?  please!
You got a flat top thicker than commodity cheese!
Luke left it up to me and jt
To take it from the bottom to the t-o-p
I seen your second house party; it figures:
Two house parties for two house-ass niggas!

Outro: luke

Two house motherfuckin niggas. do yall niggas know what a house
Nigga is?  a house nigga is a nigga who work in the house. who cleans
The masters ass, who cleans behind the master, who wash the masters
Ass. yall house niggas. ima feel niggas, we feel niggas here in miami.
Thats why yall niggas cant understand us, yall fuck-niggas talkin too
Much shit, yall niggas better watch what you sayin cause yall fuck-
Niggas, yall dont know, yall get fucked up here. yo, check this out -
Miami is closed to yall niggas. yall barred. yall cant come here no
More, fuck-niggas. yall cant sell no more records here. and if all real
Niggas in the world is real like us, yall dont buy them fuck-niggas shit
No more.	cause they aint shit. pussy punk-ass niggas.